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Red on Red!
Gingey, pronounced Jin-Jee, is the term of endearment my second son calls his sweet red-headed wife. I’m not sure why it’s taken so long for me to get the two of them out on a fishing adventure together, but I’m so glad we took advantage of an absolutely gorgeous October day this week.
The Bayou Bunch!
One of the bad things about having sons who work on boats is the work schedule. David, the oldest, works a 28 and 14 schedule–28 days on the boat and 14 days off. Daniel, next in line, works 14 and 7. I never know ahead of time if they will be off the boat to celebrate holidays and birthdays. So, we just get together when we can, especially when they are both off the boat at the same time.

It's a dirty job . . .
but somebody’s gotta do it and I love taking them to do it! We meet early in the morning at the landing . . . Load up all the volunteer planters and all the plants and chests of water During the hour-long journey, we see some interesting sights–especially if you’ve never been to coastal Louisiana…
"I hope you have flood insurance" & "Flooding worse than Rita"
The first is a quote from Bayou Fabio, who called at 12:30 a.m. to tell me that there was two feet of water over the highway, and the wind was still pushing the water in. You must understand that the highway is already “higher” than ground level where our homes are built. The second is…

Marsh fishing and another first!
The only thing that can ruin a fishing trip in the marsh besides rain is too much wind coming from the wrong direction. The NW wind, along with the falling tide, pushed the water out of the marsh way too fast. There were places we had to use the trolling motor to get in and…

Bayou Woman and Producer Kovac Need YOUR HELP!
Award-winning videographer Guy Hernadez taking a serious look at the Terrebonne Basin near my home This past spring, I had the honor of taking out a producer and a videographer who were in the early stages of a documentary about the cultures and way of life that will be gone when the Louisiana wetlands are…

Look at Baby’s face.
I know, poor thing. It’s like she’s asking, “Uh, when does my vacation start?” or “Did we have to bring the coon?”
Termite should write a book!